I could write books about how special this wonderful lady was to her friends and family ... grew up in Bedrock, Colorado the youngest of three children (an older brother by seven years and a sister, my mama).

Aunt Dyllis watched her mama and eight month old baby son die in a tragic air plane crash while working in a mining camp in Happy Valley, Utah (Grandma was taking Sammy into town with her for camp supplies).

She lived just about everywhere there was a ground to drill (hubby's job); rearing her four daughters to be beautiful productive women.

Aunt Dyllis loved to genealogy hunt and found history of our great Republic worth sharing; she home schooled a deaf grandson and friend, giving them a better education than they could receive elsewhere. She was, and is, very very special!

I love and miss her! THANK YOU everyone who leaves notes and flowers, they are much appreciated and I know Aunt Dyllis would be pleased.